|Call me the wind, call me the light; you will find me at each place you want to hide.|
Dear wispy Chassis,
You could fly high in the sky, but then, you'd run out of oxygen.
You could escape to the horizon, but then, you'd run out of land.
You could swim deep into the sea, away from the light, but then, you'd go blind.
Because, things do not exist where you seek them.
They exist in You, within You.
So, take a flight, a run, a hide within Yourself, and find the indispensable You, the beautiful You.